Chapter 7

Again, the woman just kept quiet, she could have fought back, but Aisyah was too tired from selling that she had to squeeze her energy to get home with the work that had piled up so much.

She saw so many dirty dishes and clothes being washed, for a moment the woman sighed heavily.

"It looks like I really have to buy a washing machine, but do I really have enough money?" muttered Aisyah who was tired.

"Aisha!" Mrs. Lisa shouted while the woman was washing dirty dishes.

After finishing her laundry, Aisyah walked into the living room. "Yes ma'am," answered Aisyah.

"It's really slow, walking like a snail. Come here!" Mrs. Lisa snapped while waving her hand.

Aisyah sat on the sofa, "Why are you sitting there? Sit on the floor, not on the sofa! My sofa will get dirty."

Aisyah complied, "Why, ma'am?" Aisyah asked with a flat face.

"Massage my feet! They're really sore." Putri asked while putting her feet on the table.

Aisyah raised an eyebrow looking in surprise at Putri, "What! You asked me to massage your feet?"

"Why? You don't want to? Well, if you don't want to, I'll call Mas Andre and I'll complain that you've hurt me and don't want to do whatever I want. So you know the consequences yourself." Putri looked sarcastically at Aisyah.

"Please call Mas Andre, I'm not afraid. After all, you are the honey here and I am the first wife. I should be the one asking you to massage my feet! Not the other way around. Besides, I still have a lot of work behind me." Aisyah got up from her seat and said in a cold tone.

Then he walked back towards the kitchen, but again Mrs. Lisa shouted at him, "How dare you refuse Putri's request, hah!"

Aisyah looked at her in-laws who were currently looking at her with sharp and angry eyes.

So far, he has always been silent and relented, always obeying what his in-laws want. She never argued in the slightest, because for Aisyah, she considered Lisa's mother as her own biological mother. However, if her pride continues to be stepped on, will Aisyah just keep quiet? Certainly not.

"Sorry ma'am, I still have a lot of work behind me. Besides, Putri isn't doing anything, right? So what does she need to complain about? If you want to complain to Mas Andre, go ahead! I'm very immune to the torment from all of you."

After saying that, Aisyah continued on her way, she ignored the screams from Mrs. Lisa who kept calling her with emotion.

"Look, Mom! Now your daughter-in-law has dared to fight back. Are you going to let that happen? She feels like the queen of this house, and it looks like she's going to bully me, Mom." Putri provoked Mrs. Lisa's emotions.

"You're right, kid. Looks like that woman needs to be taught a lesson!" Mrs. Lisa said angrily, then she walked towards the kitchen where Aisyah was currently arranging the leftover side dishes she sold on the table.

The old woman saw that there was unfinished peanut sauce in the bowl, then she took it and immediately spilled it on Aisyah's face, making the woman immediately scream because it was hot and spicy.

Aisyah quickly ran to the sink and washed her face.

"Aaaaaaah! Spicy!" Aisyah screamed while washing her face.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Lisa just grinned. "Feel that! You dared to fight me, so you will feel the consequences. That's not much. If you still dare not obey everything I say, I can do more than that, understand!" Mrs. Lisa snapped, then she left the kitchen and ignored Aisyah's pain.

Aisyah felt like her eyes were burning, especially as her face felt so hot and spicy. He compressed his face with ice cubes.

After she felt better, the woman continued to wash clothes without paying attention to her red face.

To be honest, Aisyah was very tired, but there was a certain reason why she persisted. That's because Aisyah knows that heaven is with her husband. Even the evil Pharaoh had such a pious wife, so Aisyah tried to survive.

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Day after day passed by Aisyah, until she felt that today she was not feeling well, the woman went to bed early.

However, at exactly 20.00 in the evening, when Mrs. Lisa, Andre and Putri had already had dinner, the woman banged on Aisyah's door. However, it didn't make Aisyah awake, because she really didn't feel well.

Feeling annoyed, Mrs. Lisa went inside and opened the door roughly, making a loud bang and she saw Aisyah sleeping.

Annoyed, Mrs. Lisa pulled Aisyah's hijab, then pulled her hand, causing the woman to sit down with a very dizzy head.

"Wow! Wow! It's so nice that you're sleeping? There's a lot of washing dishes in the back. Wash them first!" Mrs. Lisa snapped.

"Sorry ma'am, but Aisyah is not feeling well. Aisyah has a headache," Aisyah answered weakly and even her face looked pale.

"Halaaah! There's no need for any excuses. Hurry up and wash the dishes!" Mrs. Lisa grabbed Aisyah's hand and pushed her to the floor.

"But Aisyah's head is dizzy, Mom. Let Aisyah rest for the night!" Aisyah asked again.

However, Mrs. Lisa didn't allow it, so Andre and Putri went into the woman's room. "What's wrong, ma'am? It's already late, isn't it nice for the neighbors to hear?" Andre asked.

"How can I not be angry? Your wife is lying down instead of washing the dishes behind her back? Because her head is dizzy, her body doesn't feel well." Mrs. Lisa snapped.

Andre glanced at Aisyah and saw that the woman's face was pale. "Never mind, ma'am, just let him rest. Besides, he'll have work done in the morning. Maybe he's tired, so don't torture him too much, ma'am! What will we eat when he can't sell?" Andre said.

"You're right Ndre, if she can't earn money, how will I go shopping?" said Mrs. Lisa.

Then they left there, Andre didn't even pay attention to Aisyah's condition. Even though he had seen that the woman's face was very pale, Andre didn't care because right now what he cared about was Putri.

Aisyah was hurt when she saw her husband's treatment, he didn't even pay attention to her or just ask about her condition. Instead he said something that made her heart break even more.

'How could you do this to me?' thought Aisyah, who got up again and walked a little unsteadily, then lay back down on the bed.

Right now he didn't want to think about anything, even though his heart was already broken into pieces. But Aisyah prioritized her health, so she put the pain aside first and closed her eyes again.

At two in the morning Aisyah woke up, because she had to prepare all her merchandise. Even though Aisyah's head still feels dizzy, the woman still has to sell because she has to pay installments for the washing machine, refrigerator and electricity.

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